Words by Alejandra Silva Romero
While the world collapses,
I’m dreaming about fantasies
Filling through my gaps
Blinded by tones of anomalies.
I’d like to see the Blue Cave in Capri,
I heard about the Luxembourg garden in Paris
Desires which seem unreachable.
Paragliding and reconnect with nature
The truth is that I’m not able
To predict the future
I can’t break the boundaries
Imagination as no limits, no worries
No more aches
My body still heavy in the middle of this fog,
While my soul still running, away of the bog.
Cover Photograph by Tillie Lam